This place will serve for the likes of me
This no loveless pig could ever mark
No saint could ever decree
And we are gone, so gone
So long, so long
You remain in rags but carry yourself
With such dignity. The time just drags
But there’s something in your liberty
And you are gone, so gone
So long, so long
My soul slips away
Beyond itself, beyond decay
Am I a man? Am I a man?
I crossed worlds and barriers
(But only in my mind)
Cynical like the corrupt
The parish wants to marry us
(The reasons I can’t find)
The bankrupt interrupt
And I am gone, so gone
So long, so long.